Night in the Middle of a Day Musical
Sceenplay: Anna Dramowicz
Direction: Agnieszka Kołodyńska
Music and lyrics: Jarek Kordaczuk
Commissioned by Music Cultural Centre Anna Dramowicz Musical content
Night in the Middle of a Day
A musical is intended for young people, their parents and various educational environments.
It is the story about growing-up, lost and found love. Its aim is to show the problem of addictions taking into account both psychological background (including situation of families) as well as effects on the addicts and co-addicts, the possibility and necessity of help.
Using music, light and dance, words telling about feelings and experiences intensively affect the imagination of the audience, evoke reflections and stay in memory.
Musical content refers to the everyday experiences of young people and adults, asks questions about the balance between duties towards family, wards, yourself and relax or other free time activities. It tells about dreams and reality; it makes you think about your relations and the time we are given.
Musical website: www.nocwsrodkudnia.pl
Night in the Middle of a Day. "Together".
Karol (Adam Leczycki) and Kasia (Ewa Sawczuk)
Authors
Authors of the musical are artists from Olsztyn:
Anna Dramowicz - screenplay,
Jarek Kordaczuk - music and lyrics,
Agnieszka Kołodyńska - adaptation, direction and choreography,
Alicja Chodyniecka - Kuberska - stage design,
Maciej Remiszewski - choreography
Basia Raduszkiewicz and Małgorzata Wawruk -vocal arrangement of the youth;
Consultation: dance - Karolina Felska, addiction - Krzysztof Rubas; we were helped by lots of people for whom the common good is important.
Night in the Middle of a Day. The scene of the second talk with daughter .
Kasia (Agata Maliszewska) and daughter (Karolina Rubas)
Performers
Performers during the premiere, December 2006
Kasia - Agata Maliszewska, Ewa Sawczuk
Karol - Adam Leczycki,
Daughter - Karolina Rubas, Matylda Stanejko
Angel - Natalia Buczek, Karina Chomicz
Devil - Piotr Janik
Kasia's angels - Agata Dramowicz, Kinga Wójcik
Karol's angels - Bartek Tokarczyk, Jarek Tokarczyk
Daughter's angels - solo dance in "Dreams" and "Conversation" - Patrycja Grzywińska
Devil's guards - Aleksandra Konicz, Anna Kozakiewicz
Solo dnce in "Coffee" - Joanna Chmielewska, Paulina Łoś
Vocal dance group: Monika Bark, Ola Bekiesza, Natalia Buczek, Joanna Chmielewska, Karina Chomicz, Joanna Dobrzyńska, Natalia Grzywińska, Hanna Herbst, Piotr Janik, Sylwia Jarzyńska, Karolina Jurga, Ola Konicz, Anna Kozakiewicz, Ola Krawczyk, Adam Leczycki, Milena Łapińska, Paulina Łoś, Agata Maliszewska, Malwina Nowak, Karolina Rubas, Ewa Sawczuk, Matylda Stanejko, Ada Wieczorek, Sandra Wilczewska, Mateusz Wilczewski, Magda Zakrzewska, Łukasz Załęski, Natalia Żukowska
Children's group: Karolina Czuba, Agata Dramowicz, Patrycja Grzywińska, Agata Nowosad, Daria Pawłowska, Patrycja Szczepanek, Bartek Tokarczyk, Jarek Tokarczyk, Agnieszka Tomkowska, Kinga Wójcik
Violin solo (recording): Martyna Pastuszka
Night in the Middle of a Day. "Memory".
Daughter (Matylda Stanejko) with vocal dance group
Umbrella (2)
Jarek Kordaczuk
Umbrella
One more look in the mirror
Not that there is anything interesting there
I need to take my keys and my coat
I need to check if the doors are locked
Now to the elevator, quickly not to be late
I am almost there, but there is his voice
It is warm and he is taking his hands out of his pockets
And I think he is smiling now
So maybe I should go back to get the umbrella
It always rains when I do not take it
The elevator with his warm voice and his smile is gone
I will take another one
Now it will show up empty for sure
If it will show up at all
Where are my damn keys, I lost them again
And where is the umbrella?
My keys, my umbrella, everything in place
One more look in the mirror, just to check
Eyes in the mirror seem to ask
Why did I run away again, so silly
It was because of the umbrella I am sure
Or because of my keys, or my purse
Or maybe because or that everlasting fear
The one in big eyes in the mirror
The one coming down like tears
Like there is something he is sorry for
Like there is something he is sorry for
One more sip of cold, morning coffee
My keys, my coat and one more look in the mirror
I think I will leave the umbrella after all
Before the voice in the elevator will be back
I will check locked doors one more time
To make sure the emptiness of my home is safe
I press the button and I wait listening
For someone?s breath bouncing off the walls
And what if the nice voice will come back?
Then, the keys, and the coat, and the umbrella again
I am sick of this waiting already.
Waiting for an elevator to come.
Coffee (4)
Jarek Kordaczuk
Coffee
One coffee is not the end of the world
One coffee does not mean anything
Even if you have it with someone very nice
One coffee is not the end of the world
One short conversation cannot change anything
So why is the heart beating so fast?
Maybe it is warning from this one coffee, maybe
Maybe it is afraid of the conversation getting too nice, maybe
And maybe it is beating so fast just because
To go or not to go, that is the question
Someone else used to ask that question already, I think it was my mom.
Asked just to stay in the same, grey, every day routine
I think I am overreacting
It is just one talk
And one talk cannot change anything
Even if it does, he?s a boyfriend not a husband.
Maybe there will be future coffees and talks
Maybe he will be nice and I will be happy
Maybe we will spend every day together
There will be flowers and there will be kisses
Parks, theaters, movies and concerts
But none of them mine, even though I want to play
I have rehearsals and important exams
I have so many plans for upcoming days
I want to spend my time on these
And if this coffee will make my world fall apart
If this talk will change everything
Then it is better to stop drinking coffee at all
It is better not to talk with anyone nice
It is better to check all your days as busy
And it is better to stop listening to your heartbeat
stop listening to your heartbeat
stop listening to your heartbeat
Love (5)
Jarek Kordaczuk
Love
(He) To speak Languages
(She) would you like to?
(He) I think so.
To see the future bright
(She) I would like that too
(He) And to know all the secrets
The entire world, and the universe
This star and the other one
And you,
And to be able to move the mountains
(She) The stars, and the mountains and me?
(He) And to believe that there is someone up there
Sketching my path and yours and then one that is only ours
(She) And Let him find a path for our dreams too.
(He) We will find it
We will find it
There is time for everything
(She) I will be patient
and you will be good for me
You will not be jealous
And I will not nag you
Maybe just a little bit whenever you are boasting, or when you are bragging
(He) I will not
(She) Yes, I know
(He) And I will not wear these green pants
which you do not like so much .
I guessed that
I will not cuss
And I will not lie
(She) It will not be easy
(He) Do you believe?
(She) Yes. And I want it.
I want to say ?I do? when you ask me
And I want to hear ?I do? when you say it
Later I want to be by your side
And take the same path
Even if it would go through the world?s highest mountains
I always want to believe in us
I want to never lose hope
I even want to like your green pants
(He)
If I spoke languages, but had no love in me
I would be like copper coins or like an empty drum
even if I knew our future, nothing good would come of this
If I did not have love, hope and faith,
All those three
The most important of which I give to you today.
Nursery Rhyme (6)
Jarek Kordaczuk
Nursery Rhyme
Two little angels up in the sky write letters to each other.
What kind of ink are they using?
Not a pencil, nor an ink, but pure diamond
Bright yellow sun looks from the cloud
Will that love be great?
Two little angels up in the sky write letters to each other.
What kind of ink are they using?
Not a pencil, nor an ink, but pure diamond
They write and count to get a clue
How much strength they need?
The guess is on you
Dreams (7)
Jarek Kordaczuk
Dreams
I counted your first steps
Your first trips from Mom to there
Today you make so many steps
You could even reach the North Pole
I remember your first words
Your first thoughts you shared with me
Today you know at least a thousand words
You will soon start writing poems
I held my breath when for the first time
You grabbed my finger
Today your handshake is so graceful
And soon you will give someone your hand forever
I still remember my surprise
When I heard your first ?I want to do it myself?
And soon you do so many things
Some of them better than your mom
Your first smile was like
A love confession with no words
Today you?ve learned so many feelings
To soon be ready to find your happiness
When I look at you, I believe
That the world can be beautiful and happy
And that what it is worth is up to us
Because otherwise, why would we be here at all?
Medication (8)
Jarek Kordaczuk
Medication
Every illness is bad
He (that is me) has medications.
Even though it is not a pharmacy, nobody complains.
He will talk to you, he will give a diagnosis
He will prescribe a medication and its dosage.
Each medication tastes good.
Nobody will spit it out after trying it
It is enough to want it, to have it.
It is enough
For every fear a proven medication
He also has something for your anger
For her pain he has lots of solutions too
For every blues he will find a cheer-up
There is also something to help with your stress
For too much work ? a relief is on the way
He has vitamins for bad times
Essence of happiness for every depression
Some good tips for bad health
To have some style ? there is a way
For bad luck troubles ? he will make it vanish
Do not be afraid he is with you
Do not worry boys he remembers about you
Girls do not cry he will cheer you up
He loves you all as his own children
and he heals, and heals and heals you all.
Conversation (10)
Jarek Kordaczuk
Conversation
You sometimes ask how it is going
I avoid your eye
Maybe I would like to talk,
But I do not know what about
What am I supposed to say anyway?
Whatever I come up with, it is wrong
It is wrong that I talk, It is wrong that I do not
You do not even listen, anyway
Why do you keep asking
I you do not want to know the truth
How can someone who is always busy
Understand what boredom is?
You still want me to drink milk
And be good, and a big girl
You want me to have big plans
And grow up in your eyes
When you ask me what am I waiting for ?
Your mocking voice possibly
Which will tell me exactly why I am the way I am
I know you have a hard time too
So I do not want to bother you
With my failures
Who will believe that I try, if I never succeed?
Please stop asking me How is it going
Who cares anyway
I do not even feel like crying
So let's just postpone the conversation
It Works (11)
Jarek Kordaczuk
It Works
Why should it hurt if does not have to
Why should you suffer days and nights
Why should you moan, and cry and miss
If you could love, and love, and love
Why all the torment and all despair
Why would you put on a sour face
Why would you mourn for days and days
If you can play, and play and play
(Chorus)
It works works works
You just have to want and believe
it works works works
that is the whole deal
Why would you think and analyze
Why would you ponder and make predictions
Why would you have nightmares
If you can live and live and live
Why lose a game with your own faith
Why wear a chip on your shoulder
Why would you nurture your own weakness
If you could dance and dance and dance
(Chorus)
It works works works...
Why would you always be alone
Why would you hide your regrets
Why constantly be afraid
If you could laugh and laugh and laugh
Why would you always try to meet a deadline
Why would you always end up with too much
Why would you always stay in the corner
If you can take and take and take
(Chorus)
It works works works...
why be bored if you do not have to
why would you work all days and nights
why do you always waste your time
if you can join us
As Usual (12)
Jarek Kordaczuk
As Usual
I like a usual life
Because it is so usual
So mine
Always different
Usually
I know that sometimes it is a storm
And sometimes the cloudy skies
Sometimes the fog so thick
That only wind is colder
And the wind sometimes so strong
That blows all your hopes away
And throw them some place far away
It is hard to find them when it is over
But afterwards it is always sunny
A walk, houses, you and others
And all the voices
And wind so warm
And hope smells nice so close
And in the evening maybe movies
Or getting silly with the kids
Always new, different
As usual
I like a walk in the park
I like talks with my friends
I love tomatoes
I like strawberries and raspberry syrup
And I like reading poetry
Me, I like my MP3 songs
I love movies on DVD
I like sailing, and camping with friends
I does not matter that sometimes you have a bad night
Does not matter that sometimes a bad dream comes
That sometimes you worry yourself sick
Or you are scared so much, it hurts
And that the resignation keeps coming back
And bad darkness
Thick and heavy
It takes your faith in light to come
But the morning is bright again
The sun, the window, you and a coffee
Your happy voice I hear when you?re shaving
The kids get silly again
And rushing to work again
The faith is back, in light and warm wind
And in the evening something else
Or the same thing
As usual
I like to like my usual life
Because it is so usual
So mine
Always different
Usually
Together (15)
Jarek Kordaczuk
Together
(Kasia)
Does it have to be that way
That every man is an island
With the sign on its shore saying:
Private property, no entrance
Has it always been like that,
Or it just started out of nowhere?
(Karol)
How did it happen, that your voice
That voice that used to make me tremble
Now I listen to with no emotion
As it echoes around the house
I do not understand how that happened,
But I do not say anything about it
(Kasia)
Since we are playing hide and seek
Why do we not try to get discovered
Somewhere behind the closet maybe
Or in the attic, some dark corner?
I know I always have been scatterbrained
And you often lose your slippers
(Together)
How to find each other between all the furniture
By accident touch each other?s back at the balcony
So we can see the whole wide world
How sun touches the stars at the horizon
How Gerda runs where her Kay is
It is easier to go through life together
Hold each other tight when it is dark
When we slip, every step we take
Or when the wind makes us almost fall
It is easier to find the light together
It is easier to say I love you
It is easier to understand the road
It is easier to hear someone?s lost voice
In the kitchen or under the bed
To hear the echo of the promise made at the altar
In health and sickness
Always together
Memory (16)
Jarek Kordaczuk
Memory
I almost forgot the sound of laughter
Tears are for me like behind thick fog
I cannot recall what joy is
And even sadness means nothing any more
Where there were tears, now there is only pain
Where there was laughter, now there is only shame
Pain and shame, only those two
I almost forgot all beloved faces
Thickening fog covered your expressions
Some random words are left in my thoughts
And the remains of the familiar smell
that used to welcome me after opening the door
Where there were faces, now there is only shame
Where there were words, now there is only pain
Pain and shame, only those two
(Happy Birthday)
Can you learn to cry all over again?
Learn how to laugh one more time?
Hear enough words to be able to talk again?
Sense the smell again and make the fog go away?
Will there be tears where now is only pain?
Will there be laughter where now is only shame?
Pain and shame ? I will not forget those two
The Song of an Angel (17)
Jarek Kordaczuk
The Song of an Angel
It does not matter that you do not hear. It is nothing
It does not matter that you do not believe. It is nothing
It does not matter that you do not ask. It is nothing
It does not matter that you do not hear. It is nothing
It does not matter that you often do not hear me
It does not matter that you do not want to talk to me
I am by your side
I am by your side
It does not matter that you avoid me when it is bright
But at night you ask me to stay till dawn
I am by your side
I am by your side
It does not matter that sometimes you do not know
why at all I am here
I am by your side
because that is what I am for
To be by your side
It does not matter that you do not hear. It is nothing
It does not matter that you already have other friends
and that you do not even need me any more
I am by your side
I am by your side
It does not matter that you do not want to ask anymore
that you do not feel my presence anymore
I am by your side
I am by your side
It does not matter that you do not even believe in me anymore
just like you do not believe in yourself
I am by your side
because that is what I am for
to be close to you
I am by your side because I believe in you
and nothing will take my faith away
I am by your side to tell you
that you are free and that you can fill every day
with a new hope.
And I will be by your side to guard you
and to protect your body and soul
nothing better could have happend to me
than to be by your side
It does not matter that sometimes you do not know
why at all I am here
I am by your side
because that is what I am for
To be by your side
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A musical is intended for young people, their parents and various educational environments.

It is the story about growing-up, lost and found love. Its aim is to show the problem of addictions taking into account both psychological background (including situation of families) as well as effects on the addicts and co-addicts, the possibility and necessity of help.

Using music, light and dance, words telling about feelings and experiences intensively affect the imagination of the audience, evoke reflections and stay in memory.

Musical content refers to the everyday experiences of young people and adults, asks questions about the balance between duties towards family, wards, yourself and relax or other free time activities. It tells about dreams and reality; it makes you think about your relations and the time we are given.

One more look in the mirror
Not that there is anything interesting there
I need to take my keys and my coat
I need to check if the doors are locked
Now to the elevator, quickly not to be late
I am almost there, but there is his voice
It is warm and he is taking his hands out of his pockets
And I think he is smiling now

So maybe I should go back to get the umbrella
It always rains when I do not take it
The elevator with his warm voice and his smile is gone
I will take another one

Now it will show up empty for sure
If it will show up at all
Where are my damn keys, I lost them again
And where is the umbrella?

My keys, my umbrella, everything in place
One more look in the mirror, just to check
Eyes in the mirror seem to ask
Why did I run away again, so silly

It was because of the umbrella I am sure
Or because of my keys, or my purse
Or maybe because or that everlasting fear
The one in big eyes in the mirror
The one coming down like tears
Like there is something he is sorry for
Like there is something he is sorry for

One more sip of cold, morning coffee
My keys, my coat and one more look in the mirror
I think I will leave the umbrella after all
Before the voice in the elevator will be back
I will check locked doors one more time
To make sure the emptiness of my home is safe
I press the button and I wait listening
For someone?s breath bouncing off the walls

And what if the nice voice will come back?
Then, the keys, and the coat, and the umbrella again
I am sick of this waiting already.
Waiting for an elevator to come.

Jarek Kordaczuk

Coffee

One coffee is not the end of the world
One coffee does not mean anything
Even if you have it with someone very nice

One coffee is not the end of the world
One short conversation cannot change anything
So why is the heart beating so fast?

Maybe it is warning from this one coffee, maybe
Maybe it is afraid of the conversation getting too nice, maybe
And maybe it is beating so fast just because

To go or not to go, that is the question
Someone else used to ask that question already, I think it was my mom.
Asked just to stay in the same, grey, every day routine

I think I am overreacting
It is just one talk
And one talk cannot change anything
Even if it does, he?s a boyfriend not a husband.

Maybe there will be future coffees and talks
Maybe he will be nice and I will be happy
Maybe we will spend every day together

There will be flowers and there will be kisses
Parks, theaters, movies and concerts
But none of them mine, even though I want to play

I have rehearsals and important exams
I have so many plans for upcoming days
I want to spend my time on these

And if this coffee will make my world fall apart
If this talk will change everything
Then it is better to stop drinking coffee at all

It is better not to talk with anyone nice
It is better to check all your days as busy
And it is better to stop listening to your heartbeat
stop listening to your heartbeat
stop listening to your heartbeat

Jarek Kordaczuk

Love

(He) To speak Languages
(She) would you like to?

(He) I think so.
To see the future bright

(She) I would like that too

(He) And to know all the secrets
The entire world, and the universe
This star and the other one
And you,
And to be able to move the mountains

(She) The stars, and the mountains and me?

(He) And to believe that there is someone up there
Sketching my path and yours and then one that is only ours

(She) And Let him find a path for our dreams too.

(He) We will find it
We will find it
There is time for everything

(She) I will be patient
and you will be good for me
You will not be jealous
And I will not nag you
Maybe just a little bit whenever you are boasting, or when you are bragging

(He) I will not

(She) Yes, I know

(He) And I will not wear these green pants
which you do not like so much .
I guessed that
I will not cuss
And I will not lie

(She) It will not be easy

(He) Do you believe?

(She) Yes. And I want it.
I want to say ?I do? when you ask me
And I want to hear ?I do? when you say it
Later I want to be by your side
And take the same path
Even if it would go through the world?s highest mountains
I always want to believe in us
I want to never lose hope
I even want to like your green pants

(He)
If I spoke languages, but had no love in me
I would be like copper coins or like an empty drum
even if I knew our future, nothing good would come of this
If I did not have love, hope and faith,
All those three
The most important of which I give to you today.

Jarek Kordaczuk

Nursery Rhyme

Two little angels up in the sky write letters to each other.
What kind of ink are they using?
Not a pencil, nor an ink, but pure diamond

Bright yellow sun looks from the cloud
Will that love be great?

Two little angels up in the sky write letters to each other.
What kind of ink are they using?
Not a pencil, nor an ink, but pure diamond

They write and count to get a clue
How much strength they need?
The guess is on you

Jarek Kordaczuk

Dreams

I counted your first steps
Your first trips from Mom to there
Today you make so many steps
You could even reach the North Pole

I remember your first words
Your first thoughts you shared with me
Today you know at least a thousand words
You will soon start writing poems

I held my breath when for the first time
You grabbed my finger
Today your handshake is so graceful
And soon you will give someone your hand forever

I still remember my surprise
When I heard your first ?I want to do it myself?
And soon you do so many things
Some of them better than your mom

Your first smile was like
A love confession with no words
Today you?ve learned so many feelings
To soon be ready to find your happiness

When I look at you, I believe
That the world can be beautiful and happy
And that what it is worth is up to us
Because otherwise, why would we be here at all?

Jarek Kordaczuk

Medication

Every illness is bad
He (that is me) has medications.
Even though it is not a pharmacy, nobody complains.

He will talk to you, he will give a diagnosis
He will prescribe a medication and its dosage.
Each medication tastes good.
Nobody will spit it out after trying it
It is enough to want it, to have it.
It is enough

For every fear a proven medication
He also has something for your anger
For her pain he has lots of solutions too
For every blues he will find a cheer-up
There is also something to help with your stress
For too much work ? a relief is on the way
He has vitamins for bad times
Essence of happiness for every depression
Some good tips for bad health
To have some style ? there is a way
For bad luck troubles ? he will make it vanish

Do not be afraid he is with you
Do not worry boys he remembers about you
Girls do not cry he will cheer you up
He loves you all as his own children
and he heals, and heals and heals you all.

Jarek Kordaczuk

Conversation

You sometimes ask how it is going
I avoid your eye
Maybe I would like to talk,
But I do not know what about

What am I supposed to say anyway?
Whatever I come up with, it is wrong
It is wrong that I talk, It is wrong that I do not
You do not even listen, anyway

Why do you keep asking
I you do not want to know the truth
How can someone who is always busy
Understand what boredom is?

You still want me to drink milk
And be good, and a big girl
You want me to have big plans
And grow up in your eyes

When you ask me what am I waiting for ?
Your mocking voice possibly
Which will tell me exactly why I am the way I am

I know you have a hard time too
So I do not want to bother you
With my failures
Who will believe that I try, if I never succeed?

Please stop asking me How is it going
Who cares anyway
I do not even feel like crying
So let's just postpone the conversation

Jarek Kordaczuk

It Works

Why should it hurt if does not have to
Why should you suffer days and nights
Why should you moan, and cry and miss
If you could love, and love, and love

Why all the torment and all despair
Why would you put on a sour face
Why would you mourn for days and days
If you can play, and play and play

(Chorus)
It works works works
You just have to want and believe
it works works works
that is the whole deal

Why would you think and analyze
Why would you ponder and make predictions
Why would you have nightmares
If you can live and live and live

Why lose a game with your own faith
Why wear a chip on your shoulder
Why would you nurture your own weakness
If you could dance and dance and dance

(Chorus)
It works works works...

Why would you always be alone
Why would you hide your regrets
Why constantly be afraid
If you could laugh and laugh and laugh

Why would you always try to meet a deadline
Why would you always end up with too much
Why would you always stay in the corner
If you can take and take and take

(Chorus)
It works works works...

why be bored if you do not have to
why would you work all days and nights
why do you always waste your time
if you can join us

Jarek Kordaczuk

As Usual

I like a usual life
Because it is so usual
So mine
Always different
Usually

I know that sometimes it is a storm
And sometimes the cloudy skies
Sometimes the fog so thick
That only wind is colder
And the wind sometimes so strong
That blows all your hopes away
And throw them some place far away
It is hard to find them when it is over

But afterwards it is always sunny
A walk, houses, you and others
And all the voices
And wind so warm
And hope smells nice so close
And in the evening maybe movies
Or getting silly with the kids
Always new, different
As usual

I like a walk in the parkI like talks with my friendsI love tomatoesI like strawberries and raspberry syrupAnd I like reading poetryMe, I like my MP3 songsI love movies on DVDI like sailing, and camping with friends

I does not matter that sometimes you have a bad night
Does not matter that sometimes a bad dream comes
That sometimes you worry yourself sick
Or you are scared so much, it hurts
And that the resignation keeps coming back
And bad darkness
Thick and heavy
It takes your faith in light to come

But the morning is bright again
The sun, the window, you and a coffee
Your happy voice I hear when you?re shaving
The kids get silly again
And rushing to work again
The faith is back, in light and warm wind
And in the evening something else
Or the same thing
As usual

I like to like my usual life
Because it is so usual
So mine
Always different
Usually

Jarek Kordaczuk

Together

(Kasia)
Does it have to be that way
That every man is an island
With the sign on its shore saying:
Private property, no entrance
Has it always been like that,
Or it just started out of nowhere?

(Karol)
How did it happen, that your voice
That voice that used to make me tremble
Now I listen to with no emotion
As it echoes around the house
I do not understand how that happened,
But I do not say anything about it

(Kasia)
Since we are playing hide and seek
Why do we not try to get discovered
Somewhere behind the closet maybe
Or in the attic, some dark corner?
I know I always have been scatterbrained
And you often lose your slippers

(Together)
How to find each other between all the furniture
By accident touch each other?s back at the balcony
So we can see the whole wide world
How sun touches the stars at the horizon
How Gerda runs where her Kay is

It is easier to go through life together
Hold each other tight when it is dark
When we slip, every step we take
Or when the wind makes us almost fall
It is easier to find the light together
It is easier to say I love you

It is easier to understand the road
It is easier to hear someone?s lost voice
In the kitchen or under the bed
To hear the echo of the promise made at the altar
In health and sickness
Always together

Jarek Kordaczuk

Memory

I almost forgot the sound of laughter
Tears are for me like behind thick fog
I cannot recall what joy is
And even sadness means nothing any more

Where there were tears, now there is only pain
Where there was laughter, now there is only shame
Pain and shame, only those two

I almost forgot all beloved faces
Thickening fog covered your expressions
Some random words are left in my thoughts
And the remains of the familiar smell
that used to welcome me after opening the door

Where there were faces, now there is only shame
Where there were words, now there is only pain
Pain and shame, only those two

(Happy Birthday)

Can you learn to cry all over again?
Learn how to laugh one more time?
Hear enough words to be able to talk again?
Sense the smell again and make the fog go away?

Will there be tears where now is only pain?
Will there be laughter where now is only shame?
Pain and shame ? I will not forget those two

Jarek Kordaczuk

The Song of an Angel

It does not matter that you do not hear. It is nothing
It does not matter that you do not believe. It is nothing
It does not matter that you do not ask. It is nothing
It does not matter that you do not hear. It is nothing

It does not matter that you often do not hear me
It does not matter that you do not want to talk to me
I am by your side
I am by your side

It does not matter that you avoid me when it is bright
But at night you ask me to stay till dawn
I am by your side
I am by your side

It does not matter that sometimes you do not know
why at all I am here
I am by your side
because that is what I am for
To be by your side

It does not matter that you do not hear. It is nothing
It does not matter that you already have other friends
and that you do not even need me any more
I am by your side
I am by your side

It does not matter that you do not want to ask anymore
that you do not feel my presence anymore
I am by your side
I am by your side

It does not matter that you do not even believe in me anymore
just like you do not believe in yourself
I am by your side
because that is what I am for
to be close to you

I am by your side because I believe in you
and nothing will take my faith away
I am by your side to tell you
that you are free and that you can fill every day
with a new hope.
And I will be by your side to guard you
and to protect your body and soul
nothing better could have happend to me
than to be by your side

It does not matter that sometimes you do not know
why at all I am here
I am by your side
because that is what I am for
To be by your side